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As I had tried to get through to Jimmy before his passing is simply this....any drummer/percussionist who can keep up with the likes of Frank, Lowell, Motorhead, Don, Ruth, Ian, and the other cohorts is simply fooking beyond me. I've played drums 47 years professionally and can not match some of Jimmy's time measures. Jimmy Carl Black is a blessing for all to behold.
May Jimmy's God Bless Him to no end.

I'm' thinking about Jimmy today, on what would have been his 77th birthday. We had a helluva ride back in the late 1960's, and I wouldn't mind doing it all over again! No one brightened up a room like JCB.
My best to the lovely Moni~ Art Tripp

Happy birthday Jimmy, wherever you are!!
Andy Friz, Carlo, Marty and myself are playing a little gig for Jimmy on Monday 9th Feb in the Caledonia pub in Liverpool. We're called The Jimmy Carl Black Memorial Barbecue House Band and we're going to play old Zappa favourites we used to do with Jimmy, as well as bluesy songs Jimmy used to sing. Free entry of course.
Come down if you're around, listen to music, have a few beers and talk about Jimmy!
XT

Just a couple pages left in the book... Loving it... We were friends back in Austin.. I was the bartender at Soap Creek Saloon.. I have the poster of the month that he played with Pound for Pound framed hanging on a wall...I would love to send a copy of it to you if wanted... I was at all of his shows and especially remember the one where SRV showed up... Heck there were only about 5 people there that night... They played longer then he remember.. I know I had to lock up that night...Great memories...

Yes, I am JCB's oldest son.
I recently mourned his 5 year passing.
I miss my Dad...He was one of my heros, but he never knew that.
When I was a musician (been on a 5 year sabbatical...) I became a singing drummer, as it was a dream I realized, and damn it, I was good at it!!
I last saw my Dad alive in 2007 in Albuquerque, NM playing with Dr Eugene Chadbourne...I'll never forget it, because he was the ultimate road warrior, still playing for peanuts, but he still loved the road life...
And Dr Chad...I respect you big time...
I always wanted to play with him, along with my brothers in order to make those "Hollywood Dreams" come true for him....How sad, because all of his sons would have made him proud and financially comfortable...
The "book" should have included some insights from JCB's sons...The "squirrel pie incident from Woodstock, the fart at Tjay Contrelli's smimming pool in Southern California that waved his swimming trunks...and so much more..."
Moni, I wish you the best...I miss him as well...
Respectfully,
GRB

I saw the movie yesterday in Cologne. Watching Jimmy acting in his laid back and modest way it made me feel as if Jimmey was a relative or a long known friend. Too bad he isn't around anymore, I would have loved to drink a beer or two with him.

Jimmy became a force in my life the day a record club delivered We're Only In It For The Money to my mailbox....... We met in the early '80s and I weaseled my way into
humping equipment for the Grandmothers, this led to a long friendship....... I miss him, this book should be fascinating! 2

A shout goes to one of my Dad's friends, Mr. Elmer Coe from the land of Anthony TX!
Elmer, would it possible for you to narrate the 1956 Gadsden NM state baseball championship game where Sonny supposedly threw the winning pitch to win the game...
His uncle, Calvin Coolidge Julius Caesar Tuskahoma McLish (the longest name EVER for a professional MLB baseball major league pitcher) showed him how to pitch some junk that won that game.
Elmer, please contact me at gblack77@nmsu.edu

Ain't it cool...I am Sonny's oldest son and have the potential to post stories about my Dad...
I'll never forget how Bob Dylan almost ran over my brother Darrell when we lived in Woodstock NY in 1968-1969...There is a story about the Woodstock squirrel pie incident, but that's a long story...
If this post doesn't get deleted by the web masters, I will be amazed....